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 Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:36 am
"I dare you to...do a gypsy dance around the fire," Angela said.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:45 am
Cheeva paused and coloured slightly. "I-I beg your pardon? Gypsy...dance?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:52 am
"Yes, you know--spinning, hand clapping, hip swaying...gypsy dance. Ooh!" she kicked Des. "Play something for her--something fast and easy to dance to."
Des thought about this. Cheeva dancing. He apparoved of this dare very much so he grabbed his lute and started plucking out a fast, catchy tune.
"The dance floor is all yours Chee," Angela said with a smirk.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:02 am
Cheeva rubbed her eye. At least the tune was...well...interesting.
"I haven't danced in years," she muttered, raising her arms. Skirt and long vest whirled and flashed as she gave a neat little spin, ending in a clap and a hip drop. She shimmied around the fire for a few minutes, glowering at the rest of the group, before stopping in front of Des.
Smirking, she swayed her way to the ground, arms moving slowly and snakily in front of him...before snatching the blasted lute and tossing it into the trees.
"And good riddance."
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:07 am
Des laughed and grabbed Cheeva's hand, figuring he could find the lute later if it wasn't broken. He yanked her down half into his lap and moved his face until it was only inches from hers. "That was a gorgeous dance, Kitty," he told her with a grin. "Now that I don't have any to play, maybe I can join you? Or was that your plan all along? You didn't have to throw my lute--you could have just asked."
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:11 am
Cheeva froze, staring up into Des' face, hand trapped in his.
Then she remembered she still had one hand free.
There was the resounding slap of skin against skin and she struggled to her feet.
"You - I - you - it - stupid - kill you!" she spluttered.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:17 am
Des fell back laughing even though his face was stinging. She was so much fun to tease. He wondered when she realize he only did it because her responses were so amusing. He propped up on his elbows and gave her a cheeky grin before he winked.
"Love you too," he told her.
Angela sighed. "That was definitely not supposed to be part of the dare," she said. "Anyway, it's your turn Cheeva."
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:25 am
Cheeva crossed her arms, edging around to get the fire between herself and Des.
"Truth or dare, then, Midget."
[[Chee will never, ever pickup on that. Social-retardation ftw]]
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:29 am
"Dare," Angela said, figuring she was probably in for it now. But it should be interesting.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:32 am
Cheeva smiled slowly.
"I dare you to skip, backwards, around the camp. Singing "I'm a Little Teapot"...with your eyes closed. Five times."
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:34 am
Angela lifted an eyebrow. "I...don't think I'm familiar with that particular tune, Fleabag. A demonstration is required."
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:38 am
Cheeva dropped her face into her hands. Why was she so bad at revenge?
"...I'm a little teapot, short and stout...here is my handle....here is my spout. When I get...all steamed up...then I shout. Tip me over...pour me out."
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:46 am
((Not proceeding until more people show some signs of life. Post something to let me know you're still active and I'll choose someone so we can move on.))
Angela and Des giggle snorted in unison. Angela because Chee looked ridiculous and Des because he figured Angela forgot she was about to have to sing that.
Angela shrugged. She didn't get to do such things as a child so might as well enjoy it now. She stood and dusted off. "I've not much experience with skipping," she said. "So bear with me."
Her first attempt landed her flat on her arse so she stood and tried again, flushing slightly. It took a few more attempts before she got the hang of it and made her way around the camp. "I'm a little tea pot short and stout...well...short anyway. Ah...here is my handle, here is my spout. When I get all steamed up....I actually just beat the crap out of things but for the sake of the dare...hear me shout. Tip me over and pour me out."
She did this five times (with and without commentary) and managing to fall only three more times though she tripped over Zen at least once and Cheeva twice. Possibly on purpose.
Finally, she stopped and took a bow.
"How was that?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 10:28 am
"Excellent, milady." Basti sat up from where he had fallen over laughing at both Chee and Angela. "Absolutely wonderful."
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 10:32 am
"Since you liked it so much," Angela said with a grin. "Truth or Dare, Basti?"
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